[His eyes go wide at the revelation, but instead of denying it, all he can manage is a long inhale as his fingers tighten a fraction.
She knows. And if she knows about this, about the "Chancellor"...that had to involve everything that comes with it. About him. His heart bangs against his ribs, thundering in his ears with a drumming noise he can't drown out. It's that fear rushing right back in, yet another confirmation piled on a whole mountain of evidence and personal experience, and--
She's sparing him. She has to know. That trepidation is suddenly so clear. Reminiscent, even, of her son's. So, why?]
I know.
[It's quiet. Frustrated that once again he's failed to stop it somehow. Scared that this confirmation happens again and again and--]
I should have-- I--
[His hands drop when the words catch in his throat.]
no subject
She knows. And if she knows about this, about the "Chancellor"...that had to involve everything that comes with it. About him. His heart bangs against his ribs, thundering in his ears with a drumming noise he can't drown out. It's that fear rushing right back in, yet another confirmation piled on a whole mountain of evidence and personal experience, and--
She's sparing him. She has to know. That trepidation is suddenly so clear. Reminiscent, even, of her son's. So, why?]
I know.
[It's quiet. Frustrated that once again he's failed to stop it somehow. Scared that this confirmation happens again and again and--]
I should have-- I--
[His hands drop when the words catch in his throat.]